| From your lips it’s spreading like a rash
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| I wanted to refute you, I’d rather tie you to the mast
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| So put away your razor blades, disconnect the taser
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| Overstuff your suitcase and I’ll untie your shoelaces
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| It’s ok, you’ve had a lot to say
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| I can’t hear you out on the dunes
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| It’s alright, I made it out alive
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| But bleeding out into the blue
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| In another life, I’d beat you to the punch
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| To the ministry of scoundrels, you’re just another number to crunch
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| It’s ok, you’ve had a lot to say
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| I can’t hear you out on the dunes
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| It’s alright, you made it out alive
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| But bleeding out into the blue
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| Bleeding out into the blue
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| I default to the high road, it suits me all to well
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| But I’ll allow a detour so you can go to hell
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| So sugar coat your demons and camouflage your theft
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| I’ll water down your venom until there’s nothing left
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| It’s ok, you’ve had a lot to say
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| I can’t hear you out on the dunes
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| It’s alright, we made it out alive
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| But bleeding out into the blue
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| It’s okay, you’re gonna wash away
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| And I’m gonna walk out on you
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| It’s alright, it’s alright
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| You’re bleeding out into the blue
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| You’re bleeding out into the blue |